Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child Softly stolen under blanket skies And rescue me from me, and all that I believe
(chorus) I won't deny the pain I won't deny the change And should I fall from grace here with you Would you leave me too?
Carve out your heart for keeps in and old oak tree And hold me for goodbyes and whispered lullabyes And tell me I am still the man I'm supposed to be
(chorus)
Too late to turn to turn back now, I'm running out of sound And I'm changing, changing, and if we died right now This fool you love somehow is here with you
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